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INTRODUCTION

If he was the storm, She was the silence before it—calm yet unsettling, carrying the weight of an untold destruction.

Their love was never meant to be gentle. It was fire and ruin, passion and devastation, a bond so unbreakable that even fate had to tear it apart. But what fate never accounted for was the aftermath—the hollow wreckage left behind, the agony of a love that refused to die even after being ripped apart.

Nine years.

Nine years since they last saw each other. Nine years of aching emptiness, of nights where sleep was haunted by memories too painful to relive yet too precious to forget.

It wrapped around them like poison, seeping into their veins, turning love into suffering, promises into dust. She was torn from him without a choice, and he was left behind without an answer.

She was his everything. And in a single moment, she became his greatest loss.

She was the girl who once made him believe in love, who danced in the rain and pulled him into it with her—only to become the reason he never stepped into it again.

He was the boy who once vowed to protect her from the world—only to become the man too broken to search for what was stolen from him.

The world saw Him as heartless. Ruthless. A king without a soul. But they never saw the war inside him, the war that started the night he lost her.

The world believed She was gone. That she had vanished like a shadow, lost forever. But they didn't know—she had been alive, carrying a truth that was never meant to be uncovered, a secret that had cost her everything.

And now... she was back.

Not as the girl he once held in his arms, but as a storm waiting to collide with the one he had become.

What would be left of them once the truth unraveled? Would they find their way back, or were they always meant to be each other's greatest ruin?

Female lead: y/n Mehta

I was never meant to survive this.

Loving him was the most beautiful thing that ever happened to me, and losing him was the kind of pain I never knew existed. It wasn't just separation—it was a wound that never healed, a silence that screamed louder than any words.

I used to believe in love, in promises, in forever. But forever ended in a single moment.

He didn't betray me. He never would. But fate did. And it took everything from us—our love, our trust, the life we could have had.

For nine years, I lived as a shadow. A name no one knew, a face no one recognized. But in the deepest part of me, I was still his. Even when I wasn't supposed to be.

I should have forgotten him. I should have moved on. But how do you forget someone who is a part of your soul? How do you move on when every heartbeat still whispers his name?

And now, I am back. Not as the girl he once held, but as the woman fate tried to destroy.

But does love still exist between ruins? Or are we just ghosts of what once was?